Boston v. New York II

Boston: The city that you can make your own and get what you want.

New York: The city where everyone is getting what they want and you have to struggle to get your own piece.


This was in my head more elegantly earlier tonight.

new york city fashion

I've been trying to describe the style of the fashionable people in New York. I believe it is a mixture of sea captain and ivy league professor. Nerdy ugly glasses are a must, as well as brown oxford shoes, or ankle boots. A Native American print something is optional.

I see these people and they stick out to me so clearly, and I can't tell if it's just because they're wearing expensive clothes, or just different clothes than what I'm used to seeing.

Today at the Brooklyn Flea they were so many of them, it made me think that the The Satorialist has a somewhat easy job - these people are everywhere! From what I can remember, no Uggs, and definitely no Northface. Amen.

New York abundances

-pickles
-ridiculous fur hats
-black and white cookies

Boston v. New York

Things I will miss about Boston:
- mostly friends 1, 2, and 3
- the time of the place
- living so close to my brother
- my room! my lovely single room in my really nice apartment
- getting to know the city better everyday
- the South End
- meeting new people
- being a student with vacations to look forward to
- everything being so close in the city
- having 3 day weekends for the past 6 months


Things I won't miss about Boston:
- the wind
- winters that last until June
- massholes
- my prepubescent, passive aggressive, annoying housemates who happened to live in the apartment where my awesome room was
- massholes
- the T, especially the green line
- I don't care about the red sox
- or the patriots
- the freshman looking so young
- massholes

Things that I am looking forward to in New york:
- being way closer to home
- eating at all of these food places
- being in one of the best cities in the world
- having a ton of fun
- Beacon's closet
- living in Brooklyn
- possibly seeing Tina Fey or Anthony Bourdain
- even more realistically pretending that I am Liz Lemon

Things that I am worried about being in New York:
- I won't like what I'm going to do there
- not having people to hang out with to have good times
- not meeting any new people or making new friends
- having my friends in Boston forget about me
- missing out on things in Boston
- everyone lying about visiting me (I won't believe it until it happens!)



This is the first time in 3 years I don't have a residence in Boston. I don't 'live' there anymore, but it is still my second home.

november

This is the point in the semester when I wish I was on co-op. I'm going through the process now, and I am so anxious to know what I am going to do for the first six months of 2010. I would compare the process of getting a co-op to applying to college when you were in high school.

I may end up in New York for co-op which will be simultaneously amazing and terrifying. It's funny because I've been wanting to leave Boston for a while after living here year round for the past couple of years, and now that I have the possible opportunity to leave I'm hesitant.

Our school is interesting because it's possible not to see people for six months because you are on opposite co-op schedules. I'm not talking about people I know, but just people who I see around and recognize. It doesn't hit me until I'm crossing Huntington Ave, and look up and BAM, "Whoa, there's that kid!...Haven't seen them in a while..." I won't even know it was a person I recognized until I see them. Writing it out, it doesn't seem like that big of a deal, but I seem to recognize people and remember them for a longer period of time than others. It's a flaw of mine. I say it's a flaw because it has never really benefited me in anyway, it just makes me seem creepy. Yes, I remember your face if you lived in my hall freshman year. Yes, I remember you if we had that class together that one time. YES, I even remember you if we talked once during the first week of college when everyone was walking around and talking to each other because we were trying to make friends with anyone. Yeah, I know you don't know who I am. Yes, I told you I was creepy.

Advanced Writing is the worst class of my semester. It should be my bag -I like to write! If I put effort in and care, I'm sometimes good at it. Not for this class. It has been a struggle every step of the way. Every assignment, extremely annoying. This class should be easy for me, but I honestly don't care.

In the past month I have been spending a lot of time in the South End because of different, random events. I hope to continue visiting there. An ideal situation would be to take walks in the neighborhood on either Saturday or Sunday mornings, but we both know I'll just be sleeping late anyway.